Writers Support Group - DATE!


Hello Reader

Yesterday I sent out a newsletter confirming that the next Writers Support Group takes place on 28 November (at 12.30 and 6pm UK).

Someone gently pointed out that I have previously suggested, somewhere or other, that it would take place on 21 Nov.

Aaargh.

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[ Flintoff takes a breath. ]

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Sorry for the muddle.

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Where possible (not December, what with Christmas) I'd like to stick to the Fourth Thursday each month.

So please join me on 28th November.

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BUT as it happens I was already thinking of doing an extra, themed session on 21 November.

A writer friend has done an extraordinary job building his audience over recent months, and I’ve gathered lots of material about that, which I'd like to share with you on Zoom.

I strongly believe it would be useful to anyone who needs to build a platform (which of us doesn't?).

I also strongly suspect that when I tell you who my friend is you might say, “Oh, but he’s different."

I welcome those objections, because they give me a chance to think whether they’re true or not.

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To recap

I do hope you’ll join me for that one-off, <60 min session about my writer friend building his audience. It’s on 21 November, and only at 12.30pm UK.

Then a week later there’s the Writers Support group: 28 November (12.30pm and 6pm UK).
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​JPF

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PS. If you DON'T want logistical notifications about the Writers Support Group, but you still want to hear about Special Projects, please let me know and I’ll remove you from this list.

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John-Paul Flintoff

📖 7 Books in 16 languages 📚 including: How To Change The World A Modest Book About How To Make An Adequate Speech.

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